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Paroles : XXL Freshman Freestyle: CHIKA
Clock strike ten, hunnid twenty 'til the party 'posed to end
Lil' mama thicker than the grip up on a pen
Type of ass that make a n***a wanna run and tell a friend
Pardon my French, who we? Askin' around, who's she?
I swear I gotta get her
Accordin' to the homies ain't nobody ever met her
But some n***as call her Cindy and the others call her Ella
Do you think that she'd be looking for a lady or a fella?
Judgin' by the twinkle in eye, got me thinkin' she be down for whatever
I done been around but I never seen a beauty like hers
Lordy, them curves make a n***a get to stutterin' and trippin' on words
No one sleepin', n***as sheep and flockin' to her like herds
But she muggin', I don't think she in the mood
I'ma roll a spliff and go and wait to make a move
Lil' mama thicker than the grip up on a pen
Type of ass that make a n***a wanna run and tell a friend
Pardon my French, who we? Askin' around, who's she?
I swear I gotta get her
Accordin' to the homies ain't nobody ever met her
But some n***as call her Cindy and the others call her Ella
Do you think that she'd be looking for a lady or a fella?
Judgin' by the twinkle in eye, got me thinkin' she be down for whatever
I done been around but I never seen a beauty like hers
Lordy, them curves make a n***a get to stutterin' and trippin' on words
No one sleepin', n***as sheep and flockin' to her like herds
But she muggin', I don't think she in the mood
I'ma roll a spliff and go and wait to make a move
